Thank You Target

Grouchiness fell with the darkness.

The crispness of the cool sheets soothed the heat of a frustrating day.

The morning sun peeked through the clouds.

A cup of coffee warmed the silence of the sleeping house.

The house awoke. Too soon the silence was broken.

Once again the frustration began to build.

The germs, the arguments, the wrestling matches over the one chair that everyone has to sit in, the whining, the complaining, the bargaining, the pleading...

The laundry piles emitting their stench, the dishwasher over-flowing, the noses that needed wiping, the children in need of entertaining, the constant sound of the television...

An escape was made.

A drive to the store in blissful silence.

A credit card charged brings satisfaction to the afternoon.

The purchases are small. A pair of socks, a toaster, some boxes, a pen. They are small but add up.

The silence of the afternoon adds up.

The return home is triumphant. The freedom from the familiar. The escape from the frustrating.

The evening sun is setting. Renewal has been attained. Peace of heart has been found.

Good Night Love. Thank you Target.